Chapter 4: Roka

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Roka: A punjabi ceremony where groom's and bride's side exchange gifts.

Meera's pov

Early in the morning, I hear my grandma chanting mantras. Don't worry dadi, not even God wakes up this early. Today's the Roka. My brother Kiaan's roka. Engagement is after 2 days. I mean why not just change rings now and get it done? But then I remember dadi's face.

"Pandit ji said Engagement will be 2 days after roka. No more comments."

Gosh I still remember her face. It will haunt until Kiaan gets married. Fucking nightmare. I freshen up and take a quick shower. I tried to search for my clothes but my dumbass left it on the bed. Great. I wrap a towel around me and go out. I remember the door was locked so it's all cool. I came out of the room,

just to see a random man sitting on my couch with his phone.

WHAT THE FUCK.

Oh no no no. This is not happening. I'm having a nightmare that's all. Just a bad dream it's okay. I pinch myself but it fucking hurt. Oh shit. Oh no no. I scream and he looks at me. His eyes widen with surprise. It should be me who's surprised dumbfucker. He relaxes and checks me out. Fucking men.

He looks fine though. Shut up meera. Okay sorry geez.

"Who the fuck are you? What are you doing in my goddamn room? Robbing?" I yell, fixing my towel. One mistake and I'm done. I'll just skip to my next life.

"I was told this was Kiaan Singh's room. Stop yelling unless you wanna announce to the world that a man saw you half naked." He says as if he doesn't care. Like he's been there before.

"What do you mean dont yell? you want me to offer you tea with extra sugar and have a small kitty party?" I yell louder. He smirks and takes few steps towards me while I step back, my eyes wondering around for any sharp objects. God, I won't kill any mosquitoes, ants or any insect or living being. I'll become vegan. I'll offer 1001 coconuts. just save me.

My back hits the wall. Shit. No no no. My heart will fucking jump out now. He leans closer.

"I wouldn't mind a kitty party here if you stay in this outfit"

Do not blush. Don't blush. Oh God, fucking random guy in my room, almost about to kill me. I don't wanna die this way. My breathing gets uneven. I can't even push him because if I remove my hands from the towel, all my assets will be visible. I'm covering myself and holding the towel for the sake of God. He smirks.

"Don't worry I have seen better than this. I'm not so cheap. Just tell me where Kiaan's room is. And we are good." He says stepping back. I breathe oxygen for a while for talking. What does he mean he has seen better? Such a pervert.

"The room next to mine. Left side. Leave now" I muttered. Why am I feeling so nervous? You can't be feeling happy if a random pervert flirts with you and says he has seen better, will you? True.

He goes out and I lock the door.

What the fuck just happened?

Kabir's pov

I breathe. Two times. Three times. It wasn't enough. Oxygen isn't enough I need fucking two tanks right now. What the fuck's wrong with me? I got a girlfriend. I can't flirt with someone else. What the fuck is happening? My heart is gonna pop out dude. I breathe out a few times before I can breathe oxygen normally. Kiaan comes out of the room.

Kiaan and I have been best friends for the past 23 years now.

"Aree dulhe raja!" I yell. His head snaps at me.

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